Valentine's Shower

AN: Okay, so this is a Valentines Day fic, but it's a little late. Sorry!

Blink- A little late? You said you were going to write this over the weekend, but did you? Noooo!

Me- ((sighs)) I know, shut up! Winter Break was very busy for me! In a good way of course

Blink- Of course

Me- Hey, you were the inspiration of this story so I don't want to hear any complaints!

Blink- ((brightens)) Really?

Me- No, David was my inspiration

David- ((looks over)) Someone say my name?

Blink- ((frowns)) But I thought I. . .

Me- ((hits forehead)) Did you NOT catch my sarcasm there, hun?

David- Apparently not if your sarcasm's are used through me. ((scoffs)) Like I ever give someone inspiration

Me- You give Moseph plenty of inspiration! You are her muse aren't you?

David- ((considers this)) You're right, that's very true

Blink- Can we get back to ME now!

David- Blah, blah, blah all about you. You're just an inspiration when I . . .((pauses for effect)) am a muse ((superhero music is switched on by Les)) which is MUCH more impressive than and inspiration

Me- ((rolls eyes and turns back to readers)) ANYWAY, yeah, this is also a challenge fic by the way: The crucial first kiss is ruined by a sudden spring shower. Or is it?

Blink- Hey, I think I'm gonna like this story! ((wiggles eyebrows suggestively))

DISCLAIMER: I really don't know why I'm doing this since you all know that I don't own Newsies. If I did, believe me EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU would know it because I'd be bragging about it so much. But, keeping to the writers code: ((monotone voice)) I don't own "Newsies" or any of the characters you recognize. All others own themselves.

Now that THAT'S out of the way, please enjoy my ((however belated)) Valentines Day fic


It was drawing nearer. The day I was dreading the most was coming upon me like the plague. Everywhere I turned I saw signs of it: In shop windows, online, at school. I knew it would only be a matter of time before it surrounded me and, like a stalker hunting its prey, it would lay low and pounce before I had time to react-

"BOO!" A voice sounded from behind me. I screamed, jumped, and whirled around to come face to face with my ghost: A five foot two red head with a wide smile on her face. I sighed heavily and stared down at her. She didn't cower or retract and she stared up at me, a long way up considering I was about six-foot.

"Red, what was that for?" I asked impatiently. She continued to smile that sickening smile at me.

"I saw you daydreaming, so I figured I'd snap you out of it. Plus we have about five minutes to get to class," she informed me. Oh. Right. Class.

CURSES!

I sighed and turned back to my sickly green coloured locker. Shoving my textbooks fiercely inside, I didn't notice my other friends approach me and Red. Their voices chattered behind me and their high pitched shrieks nauseated me even more. Just the sound of their giggles sent me into a spiraling hatred. You may ask what my cause is for hating today. I hate everyday that I'm at school, but I REALLY hate today.

Looking around me, I see girls carrying red balloons with white ribbon tied around their wrists. I see huge cardboard boxes shaped like hearts (no doubt filled with yummy chocolate). I see cute, fluffy teddy bears and dozens of beautiful red roses. I even spy my neighbor showing off her new diamond necklace to her girlfriends while they giggle and admire it.

Got ANY clue of why I'm hating today? Yes, my friends, that's right.

It's Valentines Day.

V-Day, oh how I loathe thee. Let me count the ways: It's a Hallmark holiday, it's just an excuse to sell cards. It's another excuse to get us girls fat with all the different kinds of chocolate . . .Sweet, milky, caramely goodness . . . Every year I watch all of the couples, holding hands or snuggling or kissing. Don't get me wrong, I don't like V-Day because I don't have a boyfriend; I've never liked it, and I don't think I ever will.

"Joey, what did Race get you?" Michelle, or Moseph as we all call her, squealed excitedly. Josephine, Joey, smirked at Moseph and she pushed back the sleeve of her shirt to reveal a beautiful topaz bracelet. Moseph and Kathleen, Red, stared at the fine specimen, their eyes sparkling with jealousy. Joey put her arm down and the sparkle was gone.

"Has Davey gotten you anything, Moseph?" Joey asked. Moseph pouted.

"No, not even a card."

"Do you think he could have forgotten that today is one of the single most important days in a woman's life?" Red asked.

"Highly unlikely, seeing as how Moseph wouldn't stop reminding him all last week." I said and Moseph grinned sheepishly.

"Hey, hey, hey Ms. Grouchy, leave the poor girl alone. If Dave doesn't come up with anything today, we might just have to rush this girl to the hospital." Red defended. I rolled my eyes as Moseph threw her arm out dramatically and pretended to faint, falling back and landing unexpectedly into strong arms. Moseph looked up curiously to find a pair of crystal blue eyes staring down at her amusingly.

"Davey! We were just talking about you!" Moseph said, standing up and turning to give her boyfriend a hug. David laughed.

"Why does that not surprise me?" Moseph shrugged.

"I can be a surprising girl." David grinned.

"Hey look, Dave, it's your bodyguards!" Joey joked. Jack, Racetrack, Mush and Spot weren't exactly bodyguards. More like big teddy bears. They may look tough on the outside, but on the inside they're as harmless as kittens. Jack walked up to Red and gave her a small peck on the cheek and she smiled up at him. Racetrack discreetly took a hold of Joey's hand and Mush and Spot stood on the sidelines watching all of this with amusement.

Le sigh.

Why can't I get a boy? What's wrong with me? I secretly think it's because of my height and guys are intimidated by it. Hell, I'm taller or as tall as ALL of the guys here at school. Am I fat? No, that's what every girl thinks when some of them weigh, like, 100 pounds and are as skinny as a stick. No curves whatsoever. It's kind of gross, actually, now that I think about it.

I sighed. There was only one boy for me, but he would never know that, and I KNOW that he would never see me that way. As I looked at Mush and Spot I felt a bit better. They don't have girlfriends.

MWAHA! Now we can have a pity party!

"Hey, guys, what's up?" Came a new voice. Ah and there's the boy now.

"Hey, Blink. What up, yo?" David said and everyone stared at him. "What?"

"Davey, don't say that. It's not a good image for you." Moseph patted his shoulder.

"You say it all the time!"

"That's because when she says it, it doesn't sound dorky." Jack explained. David frowned.

"Oh yeah well . . .You can't dance! Ha! So there!" David retorted childishly. Moseph raised an eyebrow.

"Neither can you." She said bluntly.

"Damn you."

"ANYWAY," Racetrack interrupted. "What's up, Blink?"

"Not a whole lot. God, I hate school," he complained. Everyone, especially I, mumbled our agreements. "You know what else I don't like? Valentines Day," I picked my head up to look at Blink instead of the lint on my hoodie. Do my ears deceive me? "I mean, it's a pointless holiday. It's a bad excuse to shove cards on us, guys always have to go out and get something nice for their girlfriend, not that I wouldn't do that anyway, and I just . . .I hate it." WOW! My crush hating Valentines Day just as much as I do! This is an unexpected turn of events!

I pushed my way through my group of friends to stand in front of Kid Blink, I prefer to call him Blink though. I've always been friends with him. Well, ever since he moved here. He was new to the school last semester and we hit it off right from the start. Granted I don't know EVERYTHING about him yet, but this is a great excuse to get to know him!

"You hate V-Day too, Blink?" I asked hopefully.

"Definitely. I've never liked it and I don't think I ever will," Blink said, readjusting his backpack straps to fit more comfortably on his shoulders. A choir of angels singing the Hallelujah Chorus played in my head. DUDE, THIS GUY IS PERFECT FOR ME! We've known each other for a whole semester and already we have the same taste in music, same political views, same opinions about Valentines Day . . .I mean, he must have been sent from the GODS! Remembering an article about the 5 flirting techniques (I don't read CosmoGIRL! it just happened to be lying on Moseph's bed, so I picked it up), I decided to compliment him on something because there are just so many things.

"That's awesome! So do I. I notice your shirt is new. It's cool, I shop at Old Navy too," No shit! He knows that! Why the HELL would you compliment on that! You are pathetic. But Blink grinned.

"Really? I got it yesterday, ten percent off!" He smiled now. Dear Lord that boy has a nice smile. For about thirty seconds, although it seemed like hours, we had nothing to say so we simply stared at each other. None of us had to look up or down because we're both the same height, which is great. Hmmm . . .I wonder what would happen if I just lean over and kiss him on the cheek. Let's try . . .I took a step toward him but before I could get any closer, the annoying tardy bell rang and echoed throughout the hall. Every one of us looked at each other.

"SHIT!" We shouted and bolted in separate directions. Me, Red, and Joey went left down the hallway, while Spot and Blink went right and Racetrack, Jack, Mush and Moseph turned andran through the third hallway.


The three of us skidded to a halt outside our English 3 classroom and since Joey was the one leading the way, she grabbed the handle and turned. We fell into the room in a heap and found everyone chattering away. They didn't look up when we came in and neither did our teacher, Mr. McCartney. We tiptoed to our seats and sat down smoothly, breathing sighs of relief that we weren't caught.

"All right, guys, settle down. Kathleen, Danielle, Josephine, see me after class please." said Mr. McCartney without looking up from his desk. We looked at each and groaned. What a GREAT way to start the morning.

All throughout class, I could hardly keep my eyes open. I was so drained from last night. The girls came over so we could have a study session for our Chemistry test tomorrow but instead of studying, we ended up playing games, watching TV and completely blowing off our review questions. They had to stay the night and we didn't go to bed until about two in the morning. Ugh . . . need . . .sleep!

Something hit me on my left temple, something that felt like a wadded up piece of paper. Sure enough, I looked down to find that a crumpled up ball had crash-landed in front of me. I looked to my left and saw Red staring ahead. I figured it was from her because she was the only one I knew that would do this. Mr. McCartney's back was turned, so I took the opportunity to open the paper ball and read Red's message.

What was up with you and Blink this morning?

I scribbled my reply:

What do you mean?

I crumpled it up again and tossed it back to her. My attention turned to Mr. McCartney, who was looking down, and I heard Red write back and crumple it up.

I mean, you shoved me and Joey out of the way to get to him. What was up with that?

I frowned. Surely she should know by now. I thought it was pretty obvious.

Whatever you thought I did, I didn't mean to. I was trying to talk to him more

I heard Red sigh.

You two are the tallest people in our group, you can talk over everyone else

I raised my eyebrow.

Thanks for stating the obvious, Captain Duh. I was TRYING to flirt with him

Red gasped.

Flirt? Do you LIKE him?

I restrained myself from screaming at her. So, I took it out on the paper.

NO SHIT! I thought it was pretty obvious because, according to everyone else, I'm the most obvious flirter in the world! I thought I told you anyway

I tossed it back to her and if I had been standing in front of her she would have shaken her head and grinned at me.

No, you NEVER told me! I had no idea! OMG so you like Blink. He's gorgeous, you'll be the envy of every girl when you guys start going out

I scoffed.

You mean, IF we start going out

Red sighed.

You will, trust me. He likes you

My eyes widened.

How do you know that?

Red chuckled.

I can see it. Just the way he looks at you he's probably screaming in his head to get his courage up and ask you out

I snorted.

So you can see that Blink likes me but you can't tell with me? Wow, what a GREAT best friend you are

You're just FULL of sarcasm today, aren't you?

The bell rang and everyone hastily gathered up their stuff. "Damn straight I am." I said to Red. She smiled.


At lunch, I met up with Red, Joey, Moseph and the guys. We set our stuff down and we walked to the lunch line to buy our food. After English, Mr. McCartney just gave us the usual lecure about how we know the rules if we're late. But he let us off with a warning. Life is good.

"What was that little war ball conversation you guys kept having in English?" Joey asked Red and me.

"Hollywood likes Blink!" Red burst out like she couldn't restrain herself any longer. Moseph and Joey rolled their eyes.

"Well, duh. I've known that, that's nothing new." Moseph said.

"Yeah, I saw it last week when we were at the movies. Hollywood couldn't stop staring at him." Joey said.

"You guys know I'm standing right here, right?" I said sarcastically. Red's mouth was hanging open in astonishment.

"How could you two know when I didn't even know!" She turned to me. "Did you tell them?" I shook my head. I didn't really tell anyone, now that I think about it. I don't know why either because normally when I have a crush on a guy and I realize it, I'd run to tell them. Red crossed her arms over her chest and pouted. "This isn't fair." Joey put a hand on her shoulder.

"LIFE isn't fair, Red." She said.

"Soooo are you going to ask him out?" Moseph asked excitedly, deliberately changing the subject. I shrugged.

"I don't know. I'm such an old fashioned girl, I'd want him to ask me out, but I seriously doubt he would." I said, paying for my popcorn chicken.

"Why do you say that?" Red asked, paying for her food. When Joey and Moseph paid for theirs, we made our way back to the table.

"I guess I don't find myself attractive is all." I continued. The girls scoffed.

"Oh please, don't give me that crap, Hollywood. I think you're very pretty and if Blink can't see how great a girl you are, then you don't need him." Moseph said. We sat down just as Mush and Jack arrived from the other lunch line. Moseph was right. Plenty of people like me for who I am and if he can't accept that, than screw him. I can find someone better.

"What are we talking about?" Spot asked, taking out his brown paper bag.

"Nothing that concerns you, Spotty." Joey said. Spot raised an eyebrow.

"Spotty? That's a new one." Racetrack laughed as he ate his cold pizza. Spot glared at him.

"Shove it, Race." He growled. Racetrack shrugged and continued to eat. I love my friends.

"So, Dani, what were you guys talking about?" I heard Blink ask. At first I thought he was talking to someone else, but when I turned to look at him I found him looking straight at me. I glanced behind me and looked left and right and then back at him with an extremely confused look on my face.

"I'm sorry, are you talking to me?" I asked. He frowned.

"Yeah, who else could be called 'Dani'?" Blink asked, equally confused.

"I've just never been called Dani before, I always introduce myself as Hollywood and that's what everyone calls me. Sorry." I apologized and smiled.

"I don't understand the thing with the nicknames. As soon as I got here, Jack grabbed me up and named me like a pet." Blink said.

"I didn't grab you! I just put my arm around your shoulder and steered you to our group was all." Jack corrected.

"Hey, be lucky he did, otherwise you would have ended up like those assholes over there," Joey said, pointing to the football players at a nearby table, who were laughing like a bunch of gorillas. "Jack saved your ass, I think you owe him a lot."

"Joey!" Race said. Joey shrugged.

"I'm just saying that Blink should be a little more grateful that Jack saved him from a terrible fate."

"What's so terrible about being a football player?" Blink asked, eyebrow raised. Everyone glanced at each other and we were all thinking the same thing. Time to teach this kid our ways of life here at East Central High School.

"Well see, Kid, there are certain groups, cliques if you will, that can either be evil or good. Take our group for example. We don't judge other people unless we know them really well, we don't talk about other people behind their back and we don't make fun of people just because of what they're wearing or how they act. Basically, we're the kind of friends you can trust. Sure we rebel sometimes, but we're teenagers what do you expect?" Mush explained. All Blink could do was stare at him.

"Then there are some people, like the Preps or the Jocks, who think they are above everyone else. They strut around the school like they own it, especially the seniors just because they've been here three years longer than everyone else has. They're the ones who are jerks to everyone but no one does anything about it." Spot contributed.

"Okay, so the football players count as jocks?" Blink asked.

"Jocks, Preps, pricks, call 'em what you want. They're all the same." Red said and we all laughed.

"Didn't you have cliques at your old school?" I asked. Blink shook his head.

"I've never heard about any of these so called "Cliques" until now. I've been home schooled all my life," Everyone's jaw dropped. HOME SCHOOLED! "What?"

"Man you've been sheltered." Race said. Blink laughed.

"Just from school gossip and things like that. I still got out and did stuff, but mostly with my parents. I didn't have many friends." Blink explained.

"So what made you suddenly come to a public school?" Moseph asked incredulously. "If I had a choice, I would NEVER have left home! You get to sleep in late and do your work in your pajamas. Who would choose public school over that?"

"Maybe that's what you've heard from some people, but that's not how it worked at my house. My parents worked all the time and they hired a private tutor from eight to three," Moseph's eyes widened. "teaching me everything that's taught in regular schools. I never got to sleep in, except on the weekends, and I've been driving since I turned fifteen. With my parents gone all the time, they wanted me to run errands for them, like pick up groceries and stuff like that. I chose to come here because I wanted to make more friends."

"In the middle of your senior year?" I asked, both eyebrows raised. Blink simply shrugged.

"I wanted to see what I've been missing out on. Personally, I'm glad I've been home schooled. But I am happy that I made new friends." Call me crazy, but when he said that, he was looking STRAIGHT at me. Like in my eyes at me! It made me shiver a bit but also thinking about what Red said. That he liked me too. Ha! THAT I seriously doubt. Everyone talked a bit more about home schooling life and how great it would be, when Red asked me something.

"So, Hollywood, are you doing anything tonight? You know, it being Valentines Day and all." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at me and signaled to Blink with her eyes. I glared at her.

"No, Red, I'm not. Are you?" I glanced at Jack, who smirked. I'll take that as a "yes".

"We should get together tonight! All the couples go out on a group date!" Moseph suggested brightly.

"What about us that don't have a date?" Mush asked, frowning. Red rolled her eyes.

"Then find someone who's willing. You have girls crawling all over you half of the time, it shouldn't be that hard." She said bluntly.

"Uhm, what about those who no one likes like that?" I asked. Red restrained herself from rolling her eyes again. Instead, she raised an eyebrow at me and discreetly pointed to Blink under the table and mouthed that I should ask him. I mouthed "no!" back.

"Why don't we just go? All of us? Spot and Mush can find dates easily, like Red said. I don't know anyone well enough to ask, so me and Dani can just hang out together." Oh my God that was practically asking me out! Not me directly of course, but I assumed he figured out that I was talking about me when I asked what about those who no one likes like that. Ugh, there it was again. I turned to him.

"You're just dead set on calling me Dani aren't you?" I asked. He grinned.

"Yep."


So it was set. All of us were to hang out at the park, just an informal gathering, nothing too special. I got out of my car and I heard thunder roll. I looked up and found the sky slowly going gray. This was not a good sign. I leaned up against my car to wait for everyone else, all the while the temperature was gradually lowering.

Blink showed up about five minutes later, riding in his black Mustang, pulling into the parking space next to my little midnight blue Mini Cooper.

"Hey, you made it." I said, wrapping my arms around myself. Me, stupidly, forgot to grab my hoodie on my way out. I was halfway here when I remembered it.

"Yeah!" he said and noticed me shivering. "You cold?" I nodded and he walked over to me and took off his dark green hoodie. He offered it to me but I shook my head.

"Oh no, that's okay. I'm not that cold."

"Just take it. Knowing you, it would get colder and you'd complain." Blink smirked when I glared at him.

"How do you know what I'm like? You've only just discovered my true side," I said, my stupid pride getting in the way. A gust of wind blew fiercely and that made me shiver more. I glared coldly at Blink and grabbed the hoodie and hastily put it on. "Damn you." Blink laughed and we talked for a bit while we waited for the others to arrive.

Ten minutes later, and no one else showed up. I checked my watch and Blink checked his.

"We did set the time for seven, right?" he asked. I nodded.

"Yeah . . .At least, I thought we did. I really wasn't paying attention, so maybe Moseph said eleven?" Damn, that was a good lie. I wasn't paying attention because I was daydreaming about what Blink and I could do while everyone had a good time. NOT in that way! I mean what we could talk about. I flirt and flounce and he would get closer to me and lean in . . .

"Is that someone?" Blink cut through my thoughts and pointed to oncoming headlights. I looked where he pointed, but the car just passed by.

"Apparently not." I sighed.

"Well let's go walking. If anyone shows up they can just call you on your cell, right?" Blink asked.

"Yeah, that's true. Okay, so a walk it is." I said and we began our walk into the park. We didn't say anything to each other for a while, just took in the beauty that surrounded us. The wind picked up again and it blew the trees and swing sets, the sky now almost black. I ran over to the swing sets and plopped myself down in one and started to swing. Blink jogged over and sat in the vacant swing next to me and sat unmoving, watching me swing.

I knew that he could see the huge grin that was plastered on my face, but I didn't care. I love swings; I've loved them since I could remember. I used to think I was flying when I was younger just because how high up I used to get. I still think that if it wasn't for gravity, I could defy it and just leap off the swing and start to float.

The wind whipped in my face, pushing my hair back, and I could smell rain on the way, and a lot of it.

"Why do you suppose people do that?" Blink asked, still watching me swing. I turned to him and the wind cut through the side of my hair.

"Do what?"

"Look totally at peace when they swing." I shrugged.

"It's a peaceful place to be, at least for me it is. It's a good spot to come and think. I used to live around here before I moved, and everytime I needed to escape, this is the place I would come to." I turned my face back to the wind and continued to climb high. Blink stared up at me.

"You're amazing, you know that?" Holy crap. WHAT did he just say! I turned my head to look at him again, but this time pretending his comment didn't faze me.

"Why do you say that?" Hey, I'm trying to be cool here! Blink shrugged.

"You understand people and you have this energy that can light up a room when you enter it. I'm not trying to sound like a fairy tale, I'm just saying what is true." Oh my God . . .He REALLY thinks that about me? I want to shout to the world how happy I am that he's taking notice of me, but I just kept swinging and trying to act casual even though my heart was racing a hundred miles an hour.

Finally, I slowed my swinging and came to a gradual stop next to Blink. I sighed. "All right, who put you up to this?" Blink looked shocked.

"What do you mean?" See, even though I was ecstatic and wanting to do cartwheels, another part of me was questioning myself if I should believe him. Did someone dare him to say that? Is he doing it on his own? Would Red or Moseph or Joey pop out from behind a tree with a video camera and yell, "Gotcha! That was priceless!" . . .No, they would never do that to me! Maybe I'm just going crazy.

"Has anyone made a bet with you to see how long it would take me to like you by you saying all these things to me?" I asked. Blink grinned. Oh no, I was right! HOW could I have been so stupid! Idiot, idiot, idi-

"Actually, that was all me. I didn't make a bet with anyone. I meant everything I just said."

WHOA!

"Really? Seriously? Wow . . .I was WAY off," I laughed nervously and Blink smiled.

I'm so happy I could melt.

"It's all right, I would be worried too. But there is something . . ." Oh crap.

"What's that?" I asked nervously. Blink fidgeted in his swing and suddenly would not meet my eyes. Hmmm . . .that's odd. "Blink, what's up?"

"I kind of . . .sort of . . .told the others not to come tonight." He confessed.

"What? Why?" I asked, confused. He looked up at me with the one gorgeous baby blue eye and stared intently into my own chocolate brown. He sighed just as a huge clap of thunder echoed throughout the park. We both jumped.

"I'm not good at this . . .I wanted to ask you out-"

"Like on a date?" I interrupted. Blink paused.

"Yeah. But everytime I got the courage to ask you, you're friends would be around and I never got a chance. So I asked everyone to go to a restaurant or something and we would meet up with them later." Blink sighed again and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. "I know it's weird that I can sweet talk to a girl but I can never just get to my point."

I sat there, listening to him talk about wanting to ask me out and I swear I almost got faint. DAMMIT for Red being right!

"Well uhm . . uh, I mean . . .well, that was certainly unexpected," I stuttered. I took a deep breath and waited for my nerves to calm down before continuing on. "I've been wanting to ask you out for a while too. I like you A LOT and . . .I'm a coward like that and knowing me I would be too scared to ask you out in person or over the phone. I would result to doing it online." All right, now I'm just rambling. Focus, Dani, FOCUS! This is the boy of your dreams here, don't screw it up! But to my surprise, Blink laughed.

"Same here. It took me a lot to actually come out and say it. I don't think I could do it again, I made an exception for you because . . .I really like you."

That did it. My heart melted and I felt like pulling a Galinda and squeaking with delight. 'La la la la! I'm popular!' With him anyway. We sat together in a peaceful silence, mulling over our thoughts. I glanced up at him and caught him staring at me. I couldn't help it, his luminous orbs were pulling me in and I leaned closer. Just as our lips were about touch, a final roll of thunder sounded and a downpour of rain pounded down on us like a water hose. We shouted as we launched ourselves from the swings and sprinted to the closest covering.

Laughing, we looked at each other's soaked clothes.

"That was kind of fun!" I said, still giggling.

"I hate the rain," Blink wrinkled his nose.

"Really? I love it, I think it's the best thing in the world." I said. Blink rolled his eye and I suddenly had an idea. I looked at him and smirked. He saw me and raised an eyebrow and I ran out into the rain again. "Try and catch me!"

"Dani! Hey, that's not fair! Come back!" Blink shouted from the safety of the covering. I shook my head.

"Nope. If you want me, come and get me." I shouted over the rain. Blink sighed and ran out into the rain. I squeaked and turned to run, but the ground was already turned to mud and it was very slippery. We raced around the playground, me leaping through the jungle gym and twisting around the swings while Blink chased after me. He put on a burst of speed and in one leap, he caught me around the waist and we dived headfirst into the largest puddle of mud.

We laughed hysterically and we wrestled a bit and he sat on top of me and pinned me back by the arms. I struggled to get loose but to no avail.

"Damn you for making me run after you," Blink cursed. I grinned.

"Well I said I like you but that doesn't mean I'm easy to catch." Blink raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"Would I have caught you if I did this?" Still pinned back by my arms, Blink leaned down and hesitantly placed a kiss on my lips. I looked up at him and raised my head and kissed him back. I was trying to get him to actually KISS me, not just a peck. Apparently he got the idea and he leaned down again and kissed me right.

I know this sounds cliché, but at that moment fireworks exploded in my head and heart and my stomach experienced so many butterflies I thought someone had taken a hundred jars of them and let them loose in my stomach.

The rain continued to strike us, but we didn't mind. As Blink broke the kiss and finally unpinned my arms, he got off of me and laid down beside me. We linked hands and stared up at the sky. I grinned.

"Still hate Valentines Day?" I asked. Blink laughed.

"Yup."

"Me too." We smiled and we lay together in the mud, perfectly content with the world. As much as I hate Valentines Day, today turned out to be the best day of my life . . .and I couldn't be happier.


AN- Ending was all right. Not the best, but better than what I normally would have written at 12 in the morning. LoL

Newsies – ((cheering and whistling))

Me – ((bows to the newsies and her audience)) I know this is like a month late, but PLEASE DON'T HATE ME! Too much stuff is going on in my life! Argh! But at least it's up, right?

LOTS of Wicked references in here and those who are a die hard fan shouldn't have had any trouble picking them out ((COUGHelphieandmosephCOUGH)) I already did this once and I don't want to have to do it again.

Jack – Meaning she won't bother to put in disclaimers

Blink – As everyone should already know that Dani doesn't own any of the things you recognize

Mush – Just herself

Me- ((beams at the boys)) I've taught you all so well! ((hugs them))

Spot – She also don't own her friends, Joey, Moseph and Red

Me – LOVE YOU GUYS!

David – As THEY belong to themselves

Me - . . .Wow, I should just have you guys do the disclaimers. It makes my life so much easier

Anyway, thanks to all those who reviewed my last challenge. I swear, next time there WILL be shout outs. I need sleep now so thanks in advance to those who review this challenge. BYE GUYS!

Dreamless-Mermaid